Most of the Time *Harry Styles*

"It's weird Harry." I say in his chest, as I snuggle closer to him.

"What is?" he asks.

"I feel so scared around you, yet I feel so safe." I whisper.

"Well you are safe with me. Most of the time." he says. I look up into his eyes, confused at his statement.

"Most of the time?" I ask, scared of the answer.

"Go to sleep Marlee." he says and gently pushes my head back into his chest.

"Goodnight Harry." I say.

"Goodnight Marlee." he says and we both fall asleep in each other's arms.

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1. Chapter 1

Marlee's POV-

My legs wobble a bit, as I try to stand up for the first time since yesterday. After I steady myself, I walk into my bathroom and brush my teeth and comb my blonde hair. I stare at my bright blue eyes as I ready myself. My eyes are my favorite feature of myself.

I then walk downstairs and go into the kitchen. When I walk into the kitchen, I see my family doing various things. My brother is eating breakfast while playing a game on his iPod. Dad is reading the newspaper while eating his food. Lastly, mom is cooking more food, probably for my breakfast.

"Morning Honey." mom says.

"Morning." I mumble under my breath.

I've never enjoyed talking to people. I feel like it's awkward and they probably don't care about what I have to say, so why talk?

The only person I do speak to is my younger brother. Peter is 12 and I am 17. There is a big age difference, but he really understands me and I enjoy talking to him.

I quickly eat my breakfast while watching Peter's game of Minecraft. Every once and I while I would give him a few pointers.

Once I finish breakfast, I head upstairs to finish getting myself ready for another terrible day of school. I put on a fresh pair of underwear and a bra, then I put on a tee and slip on a sweatshirt over top. I then put on dark blue skinny jeans and my black vans. I live in London, it's always cold here, that's why I am wearing such warm clothing.

I walk back downstairs with my iPhone in my back pocket and my PINK book bag on my shoulders, that holds my homework from the previous night.

"Ready to go?" I ask Peter. I drive Peter to school every morning and pick him up after.

"Yup!" he smiles as we leave, giving mom and dad a quick hug.

"Anything fun happening in school today?" I ask him as we jump into my car.

"Today we are picking class president! I really hope I get chosen!" he says, excited yet nervous at the same time.

"I have no doubt that you'll be picked." I smile at him. He is in grade 5 still, but he is amazingly smart. I wish I was like him. He's outgoing and not afraid to talk to anyone where on the other hand I can barely talk to my own parents. We do have one thing in common though. We are both smart. Just because I don't talk to people doesn't mean I can't have good grades. I have straight A's and so does Peter. He is truly amazing though.

"Thanks! Any big plans for you today?" he asks in return. I think about his question for a minute until I think of an answer.

"Actually, yes. We are getting our partners for a science project. I pray to God that I have someone easy to work with." I say, half answering his question and half thinking out loud.

"I hope you do." he says. He knows that I have a really big issue talking to people.

*Skip To Marlee's Science Class*

"Okay here are your partners. Rose and Marcus, Jenn and Bryan," Mr. Howard goes on with the list. I block out all of the other names until I hear mine called.

"Lastly, Harry and Marlee." I hear. We then all break up to find our partners.

"Are you Harry?" I ask thinking it's him.

"Yeah. Are you Maddie?" he asks.

"It's Marlee." I respond nervously.

"Whatever." he says rudely. Oh this is going to be fun. Not.

 

A/N-

Hey guys!

I'm Cammy and I am the author of Most of the Time *Harry Styles*

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~Cammy xx.

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